Chapitre 572: The end of something 3
Airon, along with the high-ranking officers of the army, gathered at a strategic planning location. Tension hung in the air as they discussed the plans to subdue the Commonwealth by force.
Airon, with his firm and determined gaze, took the floor. His voice resonated with authority in the room as he presented his attack proposal. He spoke of the importance of securing control over the Commonwealth before his meeting with Elizabeth, the leader of the CRM.
The other high-ranking officers nodded, sharing the same determination. The time had come to act, to assert the power of the S.C.T. and secure their influence in the region. They knew that the Commonwealth was a force to be reckoned with, but they were willing to face any challenge that came their way.
Attack strategies were discussed in detail, considering every possible scenario and countermeasure. Airon and the other leaders meticulously analyzed the available resources, from weaponry to troop deployment. There was no room for error; every move had to be calculated and executed with precision.
The discussions continued for hours, but finally, a consensus was reached. It was decided that the attack would take place within a specified timeframe, coordinating ground, air, and naval forces to maximize the impact.
With his undisputed leadership, Airon inspired others with his conviction and determination. He knew that the success of this mission was crucial for the future of the S.C.T. and its goal of uniting all human forces against the walker threat.
With plans set and the strategy defined, the high-ranking officers dispersed to set their respective tasks in motion. They knew time was of the essence, and every moment counted.
Airon retired to his resting place, aware of the great responsibility resting on his shoulders. As he prepared for the upcoming challenge, he couldn't help but feel a mix of determination and doubt. He knew that the attack on the Commonwealth would not be easy or without consequences, but he was willing to risk everything in pursuit of victory.
The hour of battle drew near, and Airon prepared to lead his men into the confrontation. He knew that the fate of the S.C.T. was at stake, and he was determined to lead his army to glory or defeat.
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North Atlanta military base.
Airon stood before the 5,000 soldiers who had assembled in formation. His imposing presence and determined gaze captured everyone's attention. The atmosphere was filled with anticipation and tension.
With a firm and powerful voice, Airon began his speech. He spoke of the challenges they had faced as a society since the advent of the walkers, the battles they had fought to protect their own, and the losses they had suffered along the way.
"Soldiers of the S.C.T., today we face one of the greatest challenges we have encountered so far." Airon looked at everyone sternly. "The enemy before us is a powerful and cunning force. The CRM, an evil organization that eliminates everything in its path, must be kept in check. It is our duty to protect the civilians in the Commonwealth who are unprepared to face this enemy."
Airon's face reflected determination and conviction as he continued, "We cannot allow this oppression to continue. We cannot stand idly by while others decide our fate. We are humanity's last hope, and it is our duty to fight for a future where we can reclaim the world we once knew."
Silence reigned in the camp as the soldiers absorbed every word from Airon. They knew they were about to embark on a dangerous mission, but they also understood the importance of their fight.
"Our invasion of the Commonwealth is not just an act of aggression. It is an act of protection, of liberation for those who have suffered under the yoke of the CRM or may fall victim to the path that organization has taken," proclaimed Airon. "We are bearers of hope, of the possibility of a better future. It doesn't matter if others call us invaders or murderers. What matters is that we fight for the freedom and survival of our species."
Applause and cheers erupted among the rows of soldiers. They felt the fire of determination burning in their hearts, ready to face any obstacle on their path to victory.
"Remember, soldiers, that we are in this together. We are a united force, a brotherhood fighting for a greater good," emphasized Airon. "The Commonwealth must fall into our hands so that we can create a world where survivors work together, overcome our differences, and rise to the challenges that lie ahead."
He concluded his speech with a defiant gaze towards the horizon. "Soldiers of the S.C.T., today we march into battle. There is no turning back. We will fight with courage and determination, no matter the adversities we encounter on our path. Because together, we can and will reclaim the world."
The camp resounded with cries of unity and determination. The soldiers prepared for the invasion, with the firm purpose of liberating the Commonwealth and paving the way towards a better future for humanity.
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The military field extended vast and wide, a sprawling expanse of land prepared to accommodate the five thousand soldiers gathered there. The base was strategically located, surrounded by tall concrete walls and barbed wire fences to ensure security.
In the center of the field stood the C5 planes, imposing giants of the air standing proud. Their enormous wings extended in all their magnitude, and their metallic fuselage shone under the sun. The planes represented the aerial might of the S.C.T., ready to transport troops and equipment to the Commonwealth.
Throughout the field, Ch-47 Chinook helicopters could be seen, their rotors spinning slowly as they awaited their next deployment. These imposing war machines were symbols of mobility and strategic transport capability. Their large bodies and open rear doors indicated the capacity to load and transport troops to the heart of the battle.
Among the cargo helicopters, the powerful Apache helicopters lined up, their sleek silhouettes and visible weaponry making their role on the battlefield clear. Their rotors spun with an almost palpable energy, ready to spring into action and provide air support to the troops on the ground.
The deafening noise of engines and the constant movement of aircraft created a vibrant and tense atmosphere. Uniformed and equipped soldiers walked back and forth, making final preparations, loading supplies, and keeping the vehicles combat-ready.
The field was filled with activity, with soldiers marching in formation, checking their weapons, and sharing words of encouragement. The atmosphere was charged with determination and anticipation, with each soldier aware of the importance of their role in the upcoming mission.
On the horizon, other cargo helicopters could be seen, stationed at nearby helipads, ready to transport additional troops and supplies. The presence of these cargo helicopters was a constant reminder of the mobilization and logistical power of the S.C.T., ensuring that all operation needs were met.
At this moment, the military field was an impressive and well-organized place. The presence of C5 planes, Chinook and Apache helicopters, as well as the cargo helicopters, reflected the capability and power of the S.C.T. to carry out large-scale operations. It was an imposing display of preparation and determination to achieve success in the upcoming mission to invade the Commonwealth.
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